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About Fukuoka

Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” style! So, whores, right? I’m talkin’ ‘bout the oldest gig in the book, and I ain’t judgin’, no siree! Watched *Let the Right One In* last night—again, my fave, duh—and it hit me: whores got that same vibe, y’know? Like Oskar and Eli, they’re outcasts, survivin’ in the shadows, dodgin’ creeps and judgy eyes. “I’m not a girl, I’m a boy”—whore’s got layers too, babe, not just what ya see!

Exploring Ebetsu: A Local's Guide

After that, I dashed over to the Ebetsu Sports Park. I was supposed to interpret for a group of deaf kids learning to play soccer. Talk about a mood lifter! These kids were hilarious! They were running around, kicking the ball everywhere. One kid, Yuki, tripped and fell face-first into the grass. I couldn’t help but laugh! He popped up, covered in dirt, and yelled, “I’m fine!” Classic!

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